Lyrics

If there’s a skeleton in my closet
then there’s a monster under your bed
And if it seems like I am lying
then you have definitely misread.
‘Cause all these things that I tell you
Are only true.

If the sandman is camping in the back of my yard,
then the wicked witch from the west is the one holding your sword.
Too bad you depend on your weapons to make you feel safe.
Too bad the one holding your sword won’t ever be
Blamed.

I’m the host for the vacant ghost making
room to
welcome the gloom. But it’s you
who’s Seducing Medusa.

If the scarecrow is hungry then I guess I’ll feed him,
‘cause I recall the time I asked you to tend to the mermaid.
I came
Home.
And found her dry.
I found her dry.

I know if Alice invites you back to her wonderland,
then you’ll head over without feeling bad ‘cause
what you want is always yours and what you flaunt comes without a charge.

I’m the host for the vacant ghost making
room to
welcome the gloom. But it’s you
who’s Seducing Medusa.

It’s your routine to be unclean and remain unseen to your
Heart.
It’s your protocol to shoot your cannonball and avoid the long
Haul.
It’s your routine to be unclean and remain unseen to your
Queen.
If I’m your queen then you make it seem like you pretend it’s all just a dream, a dream, a
Dream.